Breakfast mishap

Mariya smiled at her three cheerful children, her heart practically melting as she watched them. Matthew waddled over and started to talk to his little sister in that adorable broken baby English with just a hint of french sprinkled here and there. Mariya chuckled listening to her eldest son tell her youngest about something he saw kuma do yesterday.

Not to long after Alfred waddled up as well to take part in the storytelling. Although she didn't understand much of what her big brothers were saying, Alice giggled watching them smile and wave their arms in gestures. Francis chuckled now and then hearing little tidbits of the stories.

the peacefulness was cut off by the sound of a loud popping noise from the kitchen. Francis sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, the three toddlers burst into sobs. "ahh no no don't cry shhh shhh" Mariya shushed her children while bouncing Alice gently on her lap. "ne pleure pas les petits c'est bien" Mariya sighed a bit when the children then begun to giggle seeing Arthur covered in egg and smoke dust.

"mon dieu...what happened? you were making the simplest thing ever" Francis smuggly remarked. "shut your mouth frog! I was trying to make omelets....but then the pan exploded...I think I added to much cooking oil" Mariya chuckled a bit and handed Alice to Francis before taking her handkerchief out and wiping off the Englishman's face, trying not to laugh while picking bits of egg out of his hair. "I really thought I could do it this time..." Arthur pouted.

The Brit looked down at his feet feeling a small pair of hands tugging at his trousers, a pair of bright blue eyes met his gaze and that pesky cowlick bouncing slightly. "egg! egg!" Alfred continued to pull on his father's pant leg. Arthur smiled his heart fluttering seeing his little troublemaker so eager to try his cooking. He picked up the bundle of energy and bounced him gently. "good morning lad, you want to try some of your father's eggs?" Arthur grinned watching their middle son giggle and flail his arms.

"let's all eat, we'll worry about the mess after" Mariya smiled. Francis smiled and nodded scooping up Matthew and walking to the dining room to enjoy breakfast